In the brain there is a pain I can't explain
A thickening, a sickening crippling
Mind derated, nerves serrated, clatharate
Namaste to pizza taste has been erased

And Castles burn
At every turn
All I've learned
Fits in an urn

All I know is I don't know

Memories a revery of treachery
Biting breeze a flickering witchery
Noumenon to Kubla Kahn is going gone
Grey-streaked dawn. Am I wrong? There was a song.

Shadows will not form the shapes I want
Drift along the halls where spectres haunt
Rub my eyes until I see the shapes
Start again and make the same mistakes

In my thing there is a thing I can't something
A thickening, a sickening crippling
Another dose, a husk, a host chocked full of ghosts
Wraiths disposed. Another dose. It's there. Almost.

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